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XLIII. Fanny's Revenge

           SheflungherarmsroundTroy’sneck,exclaimingwildlyfromthedeepestdeepofherheart—

           "Don’t—don’tkissthem!O,Frank,Ican’tbearit—Ican’t!Iloveyoubetterthanshedid:kissmetoo,Frank—kissme!Youwill,Frank,kissmetoo!"

           TherewassomethingsoabnormalandstartlinginthechildlikepainandsimplicityofthisappealfromawomanofBathsheba’scalibreandindependence,thatTroy,looseninghertightlyclaspedarmsfromhisneck,lookedatherinbewilderment.Itwassuchanunexpectedrevelationofallwomenbeingalikeatheart,eventhosesodifferentintheiraccessoriesasFannyandthisonebesidehim,thatTroycouldhardlyseemtobelievehertobehisproudwifeBathsheba.Fanny’sownspiritseemedtobeanimatingherframe.Butthiswasthemoodofafewinstantsonly.Whenthemomentarysurprisehadpassed,hisexpressionchangedtoasilencingimperiousgaze.

           "Iwillnotkissyou!"hesaidpushingheraway.

           Hadthewifenowbutgonenofurther.Yet,perhaps,undertheharrowingcircumstances,tospeakoutwastheonewrongactwhichcanbebetterunderstood,ifnotforgiveninher,thantherightandpoliticone,herrivalbeingnowbutacorpse.Allthefeelingshehadbeenbetrayedintoshowingshedrewbacktoherselfagainbyastrenuouseffortofself-command.

           "Whathaveyoutosayasyourreason?"sheasked,herbittervoicebeingstrangelylow—quitethatofanotherwomannow.

           "IhavetosaythatIhavebeenabad,black-heartedman,"heanswered.

           "Andthatthiswomanisyourvictim;andInotlessthanshe."

           "Ah!don’ttauntme,madam

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